My Corona Virus Heartbreak

A couple of months ago, my daughter and husband decided to take a 2-week camping trip in their new Airstream trailer that Santa Claus brought.  The trip was planned for late March, and I was asked to come and be with my grandkitty.  I accepted the challenge.  Megan purchased a flight ticket for me, the only non-stop flight from Indy to Seattle on Alaska Airlines.  Over time, it was determined that my 16-year-old grandson wasn't going to cooperate with going on that trip, so it looked like I would be taking care of grandkitty and grandson for two weeks while the rest of the family traveled down to California and back.  I planned accordingly.

And then the Corona Flu Virus (COVID-19) hit the United States.  And WHERE did it hit?  Right smack dab in the very place I would be flying into:  Bothell, WA.  Very quickly, schools were closed for weeks.  Then any gathering of more than a few people.  The dominoes fell, one after one, until--in the period of a week--most every public gathering had been canceled or amended.  Then it hit the community just north of me in Indiana, and they closed the schools.

I read everything and anything I could read about the whole virus thing and how to avoid it.
Every stinkin' thing I read said that if you were over 60 and had any underlying problems, you should not be out and about, nor flying or on cruise ships.
Wash your hands.  I do that.
Don't touch your face.  Hard for me because I need to blow my nose often.
Stay home.  I do that, big time.  My isolation actually contributes to my seasonal depression.  I don't have the supplies needed for a whole family, but I have what I need unless things get weirder.
I have bleach.  I have hand sanitizer.  I have bleach wipes.  I have alcohol wipes. I even have toilet paper.  What I don't have is patience!

For a week or two now, my daughter has been asking me if I need to cancel my trip.  She acknowledged my risk.  I don't give up easily, especially when my family is involved.  She left the decision up to me (which just killed me, btw...I would much rather have had someone else make the decision for me), but she never stopped sending me info to provide the pluses and minuses of the whole virus thing.)  My flight is scheduled for Monday afternoon.  Today is Thursday.  Just today, I caved in to the hype and canceled.  It hurts my heart.  So much money down the drain.  So many plans to be changed.  All because of a microscopic organism that will bring whole countries down.
It's happening now.  In fact, situations are changing by the minute.  Institutions are shutting down for no less than two weeks, with no end in sight.

I have flogged myself all day for the decision I made, but now I think maybe it was the right one.  I even made a piece of paper to tell fellow air travelers that I am not contagious just because I cough.  I expected to be treated like I had the plague because of my emphysemic cough.  Now, I'll just be like the whole rest of the world.

Please pray for mankind and the world's leaders.  God bless us, every one!